Moonlit Yarn Nest

I waddled back home under the front door gap with heavy paws after my big checker championship! Resting on the living room rug was an open wicker basket filled with chunky balls of pastel yarn. Tucked right into a giant puff of oat-colored fleece was a shiny brass stitch marker shaped like a tiny crescent moon! Naturally, I gave a sleepy hop to nudge that shiny moon with my nose—*ting-wobble!* The brass clip twirled, parting two fluffy wool skeins. My round tummy tumbled straight forward, sinking belly-first into the deep, squishy woolen hollow! The soft fibers nestled right up to my cheeks, while the little moon stayed perched right beside my paws. Bedtime at last!